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This is the Abandoned Steel Mill. It’s next door to the Abandoned Warehouse and sits right in the middle of the Abandoned District. There were never any metals to be mined beneath the islandinsula’s sandy soil, which is probably why this mill is abandoned.

"Yeah... yeah we're coming Grandpa! Don't lose your dentures over it!" Clean said in a smart-aleck way as he was getting out of the limo. Broadway Man passed a smile to Clean. It was time to get serious. The Doctor wanted so much to make a nice immpression on the Politican.

Clean walked to the entrance of the creepy-looking mill. He peered into the dark entrance. He looked at his comrades and said, "It's time!" and with that he walked into the darkness of the mill, disappearing completely out of vision.

Clean walked down the lowly lit mill tunnel, with Broadway Man and Longbeard close behind him. His vacuum tube was clenched in his left hand. This was very suspicious. Why were they summoned here?

'This better be for a good reason! Or I am so over working for this guy!' Clean thought to himself. He was getting worked up. He wanted to be with Cellophane. He didn't want Bronzed all over her and even though Clean knew he hadn't had a chance with the moment her slim, beautful body came out of that oven thing, he still hungered for her. They had been walking for a while and suddenly Clean saw more light a little further down the tunnel.

Finally they came to a clearing. It was a vast opening, like the inside of a cave in gigantic mountains. Mining tools were litered everywhere. Clean looked around for a sign of anyone. He saw nothing and sat down on a nearby boulder. "I hope whatever we're here for arrives soon!" he said to his fellow comrades.

Dr. Clean had thought Super Duper Broadway Man was close behind him as he entered the building but he was not. Super Duper Broadway Man had decided to hang back in the shadows, so as to let the girl who had recently started following them pass him. He thanked god he had, had the good sense to hold on to the sword. He might just need it after all.

"Perhaps," he thought to himself as he began to follow her, "she is what the Politician sent us here to deal with..."

Upon thinking this Super Duper Broadway Man realized his klutziness around women would kick in if they had to fight her, and he would be about as useful as a jock on a back stage crew.

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The ancient car skidded to a stop, nearly going out of control without traction. Louis popped his head outside the window to see what had to be a steel mill...or an abandoned one.

That wasn't what had gotten his attention though. There was a horde of odd people going in there...they obviously weren't workers either. What is it with this place? He wondered, the misfits not aiding his clouded opinion of Delmor at all. The second to last thing he wanted to do was step out of the car. He did though, because his only other option was to go to Stop&P, and that fell in last place.

Now, he could have driven his old heap of junk around town, but it was summer, and the air conditioning was broken. At least in the mine he could breathe...if it didn't collapse.

The rusted door hinge swung the door closed with Louis's push, rocking the unstable automobile violently. "What is this, a parade?" He asked with an air about him, feeling more normal than them, and thus, more superior. He hurried into get a better look at the odd bunch.
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He had been jogging slowly into the mine, so Louis's footsteps very much clapped out the girl's words. All he heard was "looking for someone." Since Louis hadn't been in Delmor very long, it was highly unlikely that he'd be of any assisstance.

"Haven't seen him," he replied casually. There was something odd about this girl...something different in her prescence. Louis didn't like it much.
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Longbeard nodded. If there was one thing youth these days were good at, it was sneaking around unseen. Wait, was that a good thing? Back in the day if you were caught sneaking around, they'd give you fifty lashes for being a sneak, why... right... gay guy. Longbeard started backtracking, looking left and right for the unseen queer.